Planning and Preparation.
2 of my least favorite words starting with “P”. Probably because I feel like I’m always trying to do both. They go hand-in-hand.
Perfectionist. Hi! That’s me.
The reason I don’t like planning and preparation is because I am a recovering perfectionist.
I say recovering perfectionist because I’ve come to realize that I can’t control everything. At some point, every plan (except God’s plan) goes awry.
I can plan for hours and think that I’m prepared and suddenly BAM! Something unexpected happens!
You realize your car isn’t registered and you’re an out-of-state student.
You start a senior project and halfway through discover that you’re nowhere near where you thought you would be.
You lay out your homework schedule and have everything planned just right, then spend an hour on the phone with Mom or Dad having a much-needed conversation. So some of the homework doesn’t get done because you value sleep or you lose sleep to finish the homework.
However the plan goes awry or different than you imagined, something catches you unprepared.
When I was a perfectionist, I couldn’t stand that!
Now, I’m learning to find value in the unexpected, the unplanned for, the things that find us unprepared. I think it opens my eyes to the beauty around me.
It forces me to look around and say “wow, thank you for the life I have.” Sometimes, the unexpected is something as simple as a sunset. It also actually helps me better appreciate the planning and preparation I did.